After the blackening, the beauties were madly criticized for abolishing the legs of the president

Chapter 101 Sure enough, still too young?
In the study, Shen Yunchen sat in a wheelchair and looked out the window, the air pressure on his body suddenly dropped to the extreme.

When Fu Yimo arrived, he coldly dismissed the encore, then turned around and approached the man with a strong sense of oppression.

Fu Yimo looked at him, his eyes were full of indifference, and he still couldn't see the temperature.

Arriving at the front and back of Fu Yimo, Shen Yunchen met his gaze, and the cold eyes behind the lens remained undiminished.

He stood up slowly and ordered: "Kill him."

Fu Yimo was a little surprised that the man was able to stand up. After being stunned for a moment, he understood the meaning of his words, and immediately refused: "I can't do it."

He responded simply and neatly, completely ignoring that Shen Yunchen grabbed his collar because of his anger and it was difficult for him to maintain his gentleness and rationality.

"You must do it." He ordered again with a sense of majesty, like a high-ranking emperor, using his high position to force the general to fight a battle that he could not win at all.

Fu Yimo was a little annoyed.He frowned, and said coldly: "Richard, the best psychiatrist in country N, is powerless, let alone me?"

Shen Yunchen came back to his senses after hearing the words, slowly sent him away and grabbed his collar, and then walked to the desk with a lonely body, supported the table, closed his eyes and meditated.

"He crossed the line." He let out a calm breath, trying to keep his mouth calm.But after saying this, he couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, so that his tone was low and terrible: "He touched Ah Wan, death is not a pity."

Fu Yimo was a little puzzled about the meaning of his words. After slightly frowning, he suddenly understood something, and pursed his lips sourly: "He is you, and you are him."

Shen Yunchen turned around, looked at him coldly with a strong aura, and retorted coldly with thin lips: "I'm not him."

He wasn't the phony and arrogant guy Lynton was.

His existence will only make him sick.

"If you really have nothing to do with him, then why did he appear?" Fu Yimo stared at the man and asked mercilessly.

The moment the words fell, he looked at Shen Yunchen's perfect and slightly trembling back, and a few traces of pity flashed in his eyes, but he still said coldly the words that were completely opposite to his self-righteousness, forcing him to recognize the reality clearly.

"Shen Yunchen, don't deceive yourself. I told you a long time ago that the drug you were injected with is not the root cause of your polarized personality. It's just an excuse you subconsciously made for yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, he subconsciously frowned when he was startled by the man's sudden action of smashing his laptop to the ground.

With scarlet eyes, Shen Yunchen tore off his glasses and threw them on the ground casually, then stared at Fu Yimo coldly, and approached step by step.

gap, tear off the tie, and roll up the neckline.

After approaching, Su Pan gave Fu Yimo a cruel look again, grabbed his collar and punched him hard without any explanation.

Fu Yimo didn't react for a while after being hit by this sudden punch, his head was dizzy, the side of his face was numb and painful, and he couldn't speak, and blood oozes from the corner of his mouth.

But he was much weaker than Shen Yunchen, and he was dressed in plain clothes like a young man from Jiangnan who was ignorant of the world and frowning, so he couldn't resist such a punch.

In the haze, the eyelids became heavier and heavier, and Fu Yimo passed out.

And just at the right time, the blood in Shen Yunchen's eyes became more intense, and when he uncontrollably wanted to hit the man in front of him hard again, a white light suddenly appeared in his mind, and then his pupils were completely annihilated by the blood...

Lynton looked at the man in front of him critically and casually, and ruthlessly threw him aside as if he was throwing garbage, and let him fall to the ground.

Then he took a few paper towels from the table nearby, and wiped the blood stained on his hands with some distaste.

He lifted up all his hair, allowing the pair of red devil pupils to appear majestically in front of others without covering up.

He was pacing lazily with one hand in his pocket, looking so evil and charming.Leaning close to the desk, he held the cigarette in his mouth, picked up the lighter and lit it slowly.

A few seconds later, he curled his lips with a playful expression and exhaled smoke, as if mocking himself: "Shen Yunchen, Shen Yunchen, what are you fighting with me?"

Speaking of this, Lynton looked at Fu Yimo who was lying on the ground with contempt and disdain: "Oh, with these low-level quack doctors?"

Until the smoke slowly burned out, he slowly walked to the wheelchair and sat down, looking out the door mockingly.

"Come in."

The moment the words fell, An Ke walked in cautiously and with some trepidation, and subconsciously frowned after seeing Fu Yimo who was lying on the ground.

"Mr. Shen." She nodded respectfully, waiting for the man to give an order.

"Pack up your things, it's time to meet my dear second uncle." Lynton dragged his tone lazily, and finally smiled meaningfully.

Before Anke could react, he directly controlled the wheelchair and walked out.

"Shen Yunchen, a trash, I will help him with things he dare not do."

An Ke listened to his words, faintly aware of something, frowned uneasy and thought for a few seconds, then hurriedly followed.

...

At this time, country S.

Aaron walked into the office respectfully, saw Shen Mingshan who was holding a cigar in his hands and leisurely looking at the stocks, and then respectfully approached and lowered his eyes: "Second Master, our people sent back news that Shen Yunchen has come to country S."

When Shen Mingshan heard the words, he paused slightly with his fingers holding the cigarette, and then raised his eyes with a stiff smile: "Oh? Which one is here? Is he pretending to be a waste or a mad dog this time?"

Hearing this, Aaron was speechless for a while, and his expression suddenly became a little heavy.

"He was the one who killed Ah Hu."

Shen Mingshan smiled indifferently when he heard the words, "I can't stand it so soon, it really is too young."

"In this case, tell her to do it when you see the machine." After he finished speaking, he quietly took another puff of cigarette, and then breathed out a puff of smoke with enjoyment, without any panic.

Aaron lowered his head again, and after pausing for a few seconds, he clenched his fists and begged, "Second Master, I have one thing." After he finished speaking, he slowly raised his head, his eyes were scarlet as if they were about to overflow with tears.

His brother Ah Hu was killed by Shen Yunchen suddenly out of control when he was injecting medicine for Shen Yunchen a few years ago.

He still remembered the scene at that time, Shen Yunchen's eyes were dull but bloody, blood was all over his body, his lips curled into a smile like a demon from hell, it made people feel chills.

If it wasn't for these years, their people would have been buried beside Shen Yunchen.

They didn't even know that under Shen Yunchen's pretended surrender, there was such a fierce side.

Shen Mingshan had already guessed something, but he still raised his eyes and asked in pretended surprise: "What's the matter?"

Aaron clutched Amen tightly, hatred grew in his eyes, wishing to crush his bones.

(End of this chapter)